Notes on a post studio practice. Making art anywhere and all the time.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Out of Order

I can't get down to the basement to work a little bit because the elevator is out of order, so I'm in the hallway in front of the elevator. I figure no one will disturb me here. I'm working right in front of the elevator.

The light isn't very good and the floor might be a little dirty, but I get to say hi to all my neighbors walking up the stairs (Yani just passed me, walking up to the 6th floor, and a few minutes ago Anita was out here surveying my spread). This moment is definitely a freespace...Going up?